Chapter 14

I prayed the Confederacy wouldn’t be too late. Or too early. One minute later and with no sign of Mr Evans that I could see, the lights went up, the music stopped, and a loud voice came over the microphone.

“Ladies and Gentlemen. My name is Paul Morris and I’m from the Confederacy. As I understand it most of you know that this collection is specifically for you, and again, as I understand it, there is no one here who isn’t part of a pre-arranged group. Is that correct?” I found the speaker. He seemed big. But he was also dressed in a suit rather than a uniform, which I would have expected. I suddenly realised I’d seen him around for the last half hour or so and had just assumed he was hotel staff.

The room was silent for just a moment, but then a small number of people began to talk. Probably about a quarter of the room hadn’t realised this was to be a collection.

Then a male voice spoke up above the start of the clamour. “I won’t be going, I’m just here to congratulate my students and to wish them well for the future.”

We all turned to see Mr Lewison stroll forwards, smiling broadly. He stopped in front of me.

“Hello Mr Simpson. And Mrs Simpson.”

It was the first time anyone had addressed Sandra as Mrs Simpson and she loved it.

“Hello sir,” I gasped.

“You may not realise this,” he said softly, “but Mrs Clarke has kept me almost fully informed of what has happened, and I am very grateful to you both for helping Miss Evans in the way that you have.” He smiled slightly. “Andrea didn’t tell me she would be going with you until ten minutes ago. You are a very lucky young man.” He winked at me cheekily before turning to Sandra. “And you Mrs Simpson have a wonderful young man for a husband. I believe you will make him an equally wonderful wife.” He grinned at me. “Possibly a better wife than he deserves?” Sandra laughed. He shook my hand and then gave Sandra a hug and a kiss. “Congratulations and good luck to you both.”

He went around all his pupils to wish them well; actually most of them had begun to approach him. He shook the guys hands and gave the girls a kiss and wished everyone all the very best of luck. When he approached Talulah, he slowed for a moment and took her arm, walking her a few paces to one side. What he said to her I never found out, but when he had finished she reached up and gave him a big hug. She had a hint of tears and a smile on her face when she returned.

Paul Morris strode forwards. “Now. According to the AI we have twelve sponsors in the room. I’m hoping you all know who you are, so can those twelve people come to the front please. Everyone else please remain where you are.”

“I’m very proud of all my students’” called Mr Lewison as I made my way to the front of the room. “And my staff.” He gave a slightly mocking smile. “Though I might have hoped I wasn’t going to lose three teachers on the same day.”

Earlier in the week another of the teachers had been forced to back out, though quite why we didn’t know. His two concubines, who were also students at the school, were still present, so technically we were now a couple of concubines over.

There was gentle laughter around the room and soon afterwards there were eleven people alongside me. Including, not that far away, Bondy’s mother. So his father wasn’t trying to push her to one side as we, I, had assumed from the conversations at the start of the year.

Paul Morris went from one end of the line to the other, checking his list, and asking each person if they had all their concubines. Tee was standing next to me, looking slightly alarmed. “Where’s my father,” she whispered.

“Last I saw he was in the loo, too drunk to even pee properly. That was only five minutes ago. He’s probably still there.”

She looked at me in surprise. “Really?”

I nodded and smiled at her. “It was planned that way right from the start.”

The look of relief on her face was almost too embarrassing to see. I realised that in the past, even at her most relaxed, she had still been very highly stressed. She gave me a hug. “Thank you. You really don’t know what that means to me.”

No,” I said softly. “But we all care about you. This whole day was planned very explicitly for you and for Amber.”

“So you getting married...” she started in shock.

“Oh no. That was very real.”

“Oh. Oh. Wow.” She smiled at me in a way that might have knocked my socks off once upon a time. She truly was a beautiful girl.

“You are very, very welcome,” I said softly.

“Bondy?” she asked slowly.

I nodded. “And Sandra and Mrs Clarke. Adam and John weren’t in on it until quite late, the same with Sandra’s parents.”

“Oh heavens,” she whispered.

I watched as Mrs Clarke walked over to Paul. He listened and nodded as she spoke to him.

“All right,” I heard him say. “You have ten minutes, then I have to start the ball rolling.”

Mrs Clarke approached me and Talulah. She looked at me. “Have you told Tee what we were discussing?” she asked me.

“No Miss.”

She smiled at me. “I think, from now on, you had better call me Andi. Or Andrea if you prefer, but I prefer Andi.”

She tuned to Talulah and her face went grave. “Do you have two concubines love?”

“No M ... er,”

Andi smiled. “Andi, to you too.”

Talulah nodded gratefully.

“Any?”

“Um. Anahita, but I can’t ... oh, yes I can.”

Andi nodded and took a deep breath. “We know some of what you have experienced with your father these last years, so we are not pressuring you to take a man. There are two men here,” she beckoned the two male teachers to her, “who will go with you as a concubine, forgoing their own sponsor status to support you. If you don’t want either of them they’ll be going as sponsors in their own right. Alternatively you can take two women, but that may not be totally acceptable for very long. A third option is to renounce your sponsor status but we all think it’s a very bad idea indeed and we all oppose it. The fourth option, and the one I would recommend, is that you take two females, or maybe even only one, but then share a pod with another sponsor. So two sponsors in one household.”

“Is that even allowed?”

“Yes. John and Adam will be doing it.”

“Oh. Erm. Oh. I don’t know. If I joined with a bloke, would I have to sleep with him?”

“No, but at some point in the future you would almost certainly be expected to get pregnant. Even female sponsors are required to reproduce.”

“Can I choose who I share with?”

“Of course you can, but can I make a recommendation?”

Talulah nodded slowly.

“Sandra has been your closest friend and confidant for a very long time. You’ve told her a lot and she’s stood by you. I believe she knows more than she’s ever let on, and she’s told us a lot. She wanted to go with you, to support and help you, and is now in a real quandary. She is in love with Toby here and wants to go with him, but she is also your best friend and really wants to help you more than you know. She really doesn’t want to leave Toby, but for your sake she would. Why don’t you go with her?”

“That means sharing with Toby.”

“Yes.”

“And his other concubines.”

“Yes.”

“I don’t even know who they all are?”

“Do you know any of them?”

“Um. Sandra, obviously. Neeka. Um. Oh. No. I don’t know the others. Yet I’m sure I did.”

“Carla is a neighbour of mine. She’s a nice girl but you probably won’t know her.”

“Oh. Who’s the fourth? Is that also someone from outside school?”

Andi glanced at me and I nodded.

“Me.”

Tee’s jaw hit the ground. “What?” she finally managed to get out.

“I have agreed to go with Toby. What that means is that if you come and share with Sandra and Toby, you’ll also be sharing with me.”

“Oh. Oh.” Talulah still looked totally shell-shocked.

“Please come with me?” I said softly. “You will still be a sponsor in your own right, so you don’t have to do anything with me that you don’t want to. But you will have Sandra’s support, and mine, and Mrs ... and Andrea’s. We don’t truly know what you went through, we can’t really know, but we know we can help you. You just have to tell us how.”

After a long few seconds Talulah nodded, “Okay,” she whispered. She looked at me. “That doesn’t mean I want to have sex with you.”

I smiled. “You’re not coming with me to have sex, but to be near friends. Friends plural.”

Tee finally smiled. “Agreed.” After a moment she added, “but I only have one concubine. Can I get another?”

“If there’s one available,” Andi said softly. “Male or female?”

“Female. But if there isn’t one available, don’t worry.”

Andi smiled and gave Tee a hug, then walked over to the Confederacy representative. Sandra had had her arm around Tee for the last five minutes. Now it turned into a full hug, Tee holding on to her best friend like she was a life-raft.

While we had been waiting, people had been nibbling the food. The bar was outside the quarantine zone though, so the only drinks available had been the ones already inside.

“All set,” I heard her tell him.

“Good.”

“But,” I heard her start to say, then her voice got just too quiet to hear.

I saw him nod.

There was a pounding noise outside the door to the room, and now we could hear shouting, but we couldn’t make out the words.

“Daddy!” Exclaimed Amber. “He’s locked out. Someone let him in.”

“Sorry miss,” said Paul. “If he’s outside then that’s his problem. He’ll have to go another time.” He turned and looked at the rest of us and his voice somehow became amplified again.

“Can all concubines go and stand with their sponsor please.”

I saw Mr Lewison approach a slightly panicky Amber and say something to her. Again I didn’t hear what he said, but I later found out that he’d told her he would look after her father and try to make sure he got what he deserved. Amber relaxed after that and thanked him, obviously not actually understanding what she had been told. Mr Lewison went to the back of the room and stood watching.

Soon there were twelve sponsors, all with people standing behind them. Tee was not the only one with just one concubine, both of the male teachers who had made it had just one, but there were also eight girls, all students from our school, standing to one side. A number of people had looked at me with envy when Andi had come and stood with me. To make it absolutely clear that she really was with me, she had linked arms with me and Sandra, standing between us. After a few moments I had moved her around so that I was between them.

Paul looked a bit surprised at the number of girls who were standing away from a sponsor. He looked at Andi and nodded, a resigned look on his face. Then turned to his notes. “Talulah Evans. I’m told you need another female concubine. These are the ones available right now. If you don’t want any of these, then we’ll have another look when we get on board ship. There may be a few spare from other collections.” He beckoned her over, smiling warmly at her. I don’t know how much he knew, but it was very obvious he knew something.

Talulah spent a number of minutes talking to the girls. Every now and again one would break off from the group and make her way to stand behind one of the male teachers. I suddenly realised what was happening.

By agreement, the men had voluntarily offered some of their concubines for Talulah to choose from, so when she rejected them they went to their original sponsor. The teachers obviously knew at least something of Tee’s plight, but I suspected the girls didn’t. Only that she needed help.

Tee eventually shook her head and thanked the last few girls, before heading back to her spot beside me. In front of Anahita.

There were now four girls left including Amber and a girl I knew, Leah Walters. I’d have been happy to have taken Leah at one point, but like all of that particular cadre of girls, she was an incredible gossip. In her case though she was at least a funny one. I recognised the other two, but I didn’t know them. I had an idea both were year twelve students.

Adam walked over to them and invited Amber and Leah to join him. Adam was quite a good looking lad, so Amber, who didn’t know he was gay, nodded immediately. Leah was less certain, but after some quiet words from Adam, nodded.

“Is anyone else short a concubine?” Called Paul.

No one answered.

Paul went over to the last two girls and spoke to them briefly. One nodded her head while the other shook it. Paul directed her to go and stand with Mr Lewison, before talking briefly with the first girl again. He beckoned one of the two male teachers over, they spoke, and then the teacher went back to his concubines, taking the girl with him.

“Why didn’t you want to take your sister?” I asked Tee softly.

“We don’t get on all that well, and I really don’t think she’d do very well in this group. She’d be better off with Adam and John.”

I nodded. It was basically what Mrs Clarke had said weeks ago.

“Right,” began Paul. “First rule of collection. All concubines must go aboard ship naked. Once there, their sponsor, their owner, can permit them to dress in whatever he or she wants. So concubines, strip. Now.”

“When you’ve stripped,” I told my concubines before they moved, “pick up all your clothes and carry them with you. As soon as we are on board get dressed again. I’m not going to look at you until you are dressed. Okay?”

Paul heard me and came over to me. “Er. Why have you just done that?”

“It’s my wedding. Sandra is my bride. My new wife. I want to take her to bed as if it was a proper honeymoon.”

“And the others?”

“Well they’re all my new wives now. Aren’t they?”

“Collection is an automatic quickie divorce. The instant you step on the disc you will be divorced.”

“Legally, but not in our hearts,” I said softly.

He just sighed and rolled his eyes. “Fine,” he muttered in irritation.

I heard at least two other people say the same thing.

“Apparently some of you have cases?” he looked at me. “I’m guessing that’s you and your group?”

I nodded.

He sighed in exasperation. “Get them and hurry up about it.”

“Go get them,” I told my women. “And my bag as well. I promise I’ll keep my eyes closed until you’re behind me again.”

Paul heard me and once again rolled his eyes. “For fuck’s sake,” I heard him mutter.

I closed my eyes until Sandra told me I could open them again. I so desperately wanted to look at her and at Andi. Even at Neeka who was very pretty, and despite normally wearing some very unflattering, even baggy and ugly clothes, seemed to show off a very nice figure in her party dress. Even Carla was prettier than I had thought she’d be when I had first met her.

A man, matching Paul for size, and this time in a uniform seemed to appear from nowhere and put a large circular disc on the floor. It began to glow red, then changed to green.

“Right,” called Paul’s colleague. “First group.” He pointed at one end of the row, beckoning Carla’s father, plus his concubines, forwards.

I heard him start to go through some of the spiel that had been gone through when my parents were collected, but slightly abbreviated. Paul began at the other end of the line and, despite those people not being called forwards just yet, went through the same spiel.

I watched the process, just as fascinated as the last time I had seen it. This time, with only a half dozen or so exceptions, all the females were under eighteen; Anahita looked surprisingly podgy naked, yet to my eyes was still sexy. There were only four under fourteens in the whole group, and Bondy’s mother had two of them. Two of the four teachers Andi had thought would be coming had backed out for other reasons, so getting Bondy’s parents and their group of three sponsors had been a bit of a bonus. It did mean six less pupils would be going as well.

It was as I was watching Bondy and his group go through the transporter, that I suddenly remembered my plan to tease Bondy. “Oh bum,” I muttered in amused frustration.

Andi looked at me but I shook my head with a smile.

Ten minutes later it was my turn to go through the transporter. Mine was the last group to go through. The groups had gone alternately from each end as the two Confederacy reps had moved slowly down, each one checking the next group at their end of the line, while the other guided the group that he had already checked through the transporter. It was far more efficient than the one I’d seen a few months earlier with my parents. By pure chance I happened to be in the middle, so me and my group ended up being the last through.

Paul put his hand on my shoulder. “Ready?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Close your eyes until I tell you otherwise and move when I tell you.”

I smiled my gratitude. He was helping me with the ‘honeymoon’ plans for my group. I closed my eyes and he led me forwards. There was a very brief falling sensation, then he pushed me forwards. “There’s absolutely nothing in front of you,” he said softly, “just walk.” I could hear voices all around me, but they were not particularly loud. He walked me about fifteen paces, then stopped and turned me. “Not yet,” he said softly. Then I heard Sandra’s voice.

“Oh, wow,”

“Over there please,” I heard a voice say. I kept my eyes closed; yet I so wanted to open them.

“If you want to open your eyes now, you can,” said Andi, “but stay looking forwards for a moment.”

I nodded and opened my eyes. I could hear the sounds behind me of the women getting dressed again. Bondy was looking in my direction with almost undisguised envy on his face. He had obviously seen Andi. I almost went over to see if I could put my tease into operation, but with a naked and surprisingly attractive and sexy Mrs Walmsley standing right next to him, I didn’t think it appropriate.

However, Mrs Walmsley did it for me. She reached around Bondy and took the handkerchief out of his pocket. Opening them out she showed him what they were. Bondy just looked at her in shocked surprise. I couldn’t help but laugh at him. He didn’t hear or see me though. I watched as she finally put them on. They made her look even sexier. Selena, his own sister, looked vaguely cute, but also a bit young. I felt slightly uncomfortable about that. There were a few naked under seventeens, and it just seemed odd and slightly creepy to be looking at such young girls, knowing they were now, in effect, sex slaves. I didn’t like it. It felt just plain wrong. Neeka, at seventeen, was my youngest, and that felt young enough. Given that I was still only seventeen myself.

I looked around. Apart from a lot of very attractive and naked females, what really caught my attention was a large circular window in the ceiling of the room we were in, through which I could see the Earth. Italy was almost directly above us and as I watched, we seemed to drift slowly eastwards, towards Greece, not that I would know exactly which part of the continent I was actually looking at.

I could look at a map and name practically every country on it. Just some of the smaller ones in the Balkans or in north or central Africa or some of the various ‘istan’s stumped me. But that was on a map with the borders drawn on. When I was looking at the real thing, I could only roughly guess.

“We’re dressed now,” I heard Sandra say.

I smiled and turned to look at them all.

“Right. Is everyone ready?” I heard Paul call? “Welcome to the CSS Isaac Newton. It’s late, so first thing in the morning we are going to do a full induction. For now, you are going to head to what will almost certainly be your home for the rest of your lives. When we get to our destination, those pods will detach and land on the planet below. You will stay in them during that time. Once down they will be attached to the local infrastructure. They will grow larger if necessary, and will in all likelihood become your permanent home.

“If you need information, ask the AI. How do you do that I hear some of you ask? Well just say, out loud, ‘AI?’, and then ask your question. Sponsors, the AI’s respond to you only. They do not respond to concubines in any way unless you request that they do so. Concubines. Just remember, as of now, you are legally property. Slaves. But you are someone’s property. Sponsors, try to do anything with someone else’s property and you will be in deep shit. That goes for you concubines too. Other sponsors property is theirs, not yours.

“For now though, you will be sent to your rooms and except in an emergency you will not be allowed out until tomorrow morning. This is mostly so you don’t mess up before we have a chance to get you properly inducted. You will be able to talk to each other through the comms system, just ask the AI.”

He paused for a moment. “You are all in Red ring. So for the time being your ‘address’ is red four, or red eleven, or whatever. Right. When I call your names out, please take one step forwards and say ‘aye’ so I know who and where you are.

“Mr Blish, Mr Higgis.”

The two moved forwards, saying “aye” as instructed.

“As I understand it you are sharing a pod. Is that right?”

Yes.” said Blish. Higgis just nodded.

“Okay. You are in Red Twelve. All the pods are identical by the way. It’s up to you to customise the interiors as you wish. Mr Simpson, Miss Evans.”

Talulah and I both stepped forwards and announced ourselves.

“You two are also sharing?”

I nodded. “Yes,” said Talulah softly.

“You are in red eleven.”

“Mr Bond?”

Bondy was in red ten, his parents in red nine, Sandra’s father in red six with the others in, eight, seven, five, four and three. We would all be neighbours.

“Right. That way.” Paul pointed to a door. “Follow the red line and you wont get lost. Sponsors, make sure you are the last one in, because if you don’t, your concubines will get locked out and there is nothing you can do to rescue them as the door will lock as soon as you enter.

Anahita was the only naked one in the group that went onto red eleven. She was pretty, even sexy, but she had what I thought were over large and very saggy boobs and was slightly ‘podgy’ but most definitely not ugly. Tee had been so startled about what had happened that at the time she’d just not thought to tell Ana to pick up her clothes after she had undressed.

We spent ten minutes looking around. There was a dining area, a sitting area, a small bathroom and two bedrooms, one slightly larger than the other. It seemed a little small and I said so.

The AI overheard and spoke. “The purple disc by the edge of the sitting area is a lift that will take you to an upper area.”

“Oh. Er. Thank you.”

We went up and looked. There was one bedroom, plus a large open area. “This is my room,” Talulah announced softly. She looked at Ana. “And yours.” She looked at me. “You are explicitly not invited in. Sorry. You know what I’ve been through. I’m not gay, but I really couldn’t have sex with a man. Not for a while anyway.”

I smiled at her. “No worries babe.” I gave her a hug “See you tomorrow,” I whispered. “Good night precious lady.”

She gave me a smile and a kiss, returning the hug warmly. “Remember,” she whispered in my ear. “Sandra is my best and closest friend. You treat her right. If you don’t you’ll have me to answer to.”

“Oh I will,” I whispered back fervently.

She chuckled softly. “You’d better. And don’t forget the others as well. You look after them properly. Especially Mrs ... er ... especially Andrea.” Talulah was still trying to protect her friends. I loved her for it.

“I will.”

She gave me a quick kiss, the first time she’d ever kissed me, then released me and followed Ana into their bedroom.

I took my concubines back down to the lower level and sent Carla and Neeka into the smaller of the two bedrooms. “Not tonight,” I told them with a soft smile. I ushered Sandra and Andi into the larger bedroom. The bed was easily big enough for five, maybe even six if you slept close, but that was for another time.

Slowly we undressed each other, kissing and caressing all the time. Both had stunningly sexy underwear on, Andi’s a deep burgundy red, Sandra’s white and lacy with just a touch of pink trim. Andi’s body was an absolute revelation. She was about two inches taller than Sandra, slimmer, with a flat belly, firm athletic thighs, a tight bottom, and firm medium sized boobs with small, hard, nipples. She had a neat circular patch of black pubic hair just above her slit, complementing her dark brown hair. She also had stretch marks on her abdomen indicating that she had been pregnant.

Sandra on the other hand was completely shaven. Her boobs were small enough to be almost non-existent. She wasn’t as slim as Andi, both her bum and her belly were a little more rounded; there was a small but definite roll of fat. It wasn’t even slightly ugly. I was too much in love with her for that. In love with both of them, truth be told.

For the moment, and in my lust and haste to get to these heavenly creatures, I had forgotten what I was wearing. Andi’s eyes opened wide when she pulled my trousers down. I froze in shock, but she just winked at me. She stroked my erection through the soft fabric for a moment, then slipped my underwear off and began lightly fondling my erect cock. “Your mum told me you had a harmless little foible,” she told me much later that evening, when all we could do was lay there curled up together, holding each other, and gasp. “I see what it is now. It just happens to be a foible, a kink, I’m quite at ease with.”

“What?” asked Sandra, who hadn’t noticed at the time. She just laughed when Andi told her. “You can have mine any time.”

But that was later. Right now the two incredibly beautiful, and very different women, were lying on the bed before me, their arms around each other, their legs very slightly apart; while I stood at the foot drinking in their naked beauty, my erection as hard as it had ever been. The two women eyed me hungrily as I climbed slowly onto the foot of the bed and towards them. I fondled and stroked them, licked and kissed both their pussies, and on up to their boobs. They both played with my cock, eventually taking it into their mouths.

I had no idea how exactly this evening was going to play out, who I was eventually going to lose my virginity to; that was all planned out between the two of them. I just knew I was going to have the most amazing evening of my life with two women whom I truly loved and who would turn out to be the most wonderful lovers I would ever have.

“I love you both,” I told them both. “Very, very much.”

“I love you too,” they both replied. They smiled at each other.

They were both as horny as hell, but no more than I was. I was in heaven and life would only get better.

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